A friend went bra shopping London today and ventured into Intimissimi in Oxford St. She is around a 30H in size but had no idea about their sizes range etc., just liked the look of the bras in the window. In her own words:
"I would like to thank Intimissimi,the lingerie shop for making me feel like a sack of shit today-when I ask what cup size you go up to in your bras I do not expect some tiny little Italian girl to look at my boobs shake her head in despair and say 'we do all sizes...even up to an E for elephant' needless to say I knocked the bitch out with my ample boobs turned on my delicate heel and marched out of the store."
Obviously she didn't knock anyone over and regained her poise with a wonderful fitting at Bravissimo, but honestly, this is disgraceful!
Seething on her behalf.